Thinking about life

nothing else to it

life is nothing

but a beginning 

and a end

i was tired of life

in a living hell

with just a slit

of my wrist

was all that i needed

my little bro found

his big sis dead

asking why

i did this stupid thing

everyone in black

while I'm in blue

laying in a dark blue casket

picked out

by my loving dad

family I've never heard of

friends I've never seen

in forever

sitting row

by row

weeping both softly 

and loudly

they all feel

sadness and pain

they're alla sayin'

the same thing

"Why did she

Do this to herself?"